Chapter 53: Master of Garbage Theory
Yu Xiaogang's face darkened.
He stared intently at Sun Qi.
He had actually been mocked by a student.
Under normal circumstances, he might have been able to bear it and maintain his persona, but the stimulation he had received was already great, and now he simply couldn't bear it.
Tang San had failed to defeat Sun Qi even with hidden weapons, and was even defeated faster than Dai Mubai had defeated Ma Hongjun.
That would have been fine, but the key was that the one who defeated him was a peer named Sun Qi, whose Spirit was a staff-type Spirit!
Under such circumstances, a ten-year-old Great Soul Master actually questioned him in the realm of theory!
This was something he could not tolerate.
"I'm analyzing each point one by one. Tang San is already unconscious, so naturally I'll address your issues first." Yu Xiaogang's voice was icy. "Tang San's decision this time was wrong. I have never denied it."
Sun Qi curled his lips.
"In the battle just now, you completely ignored Oscar, exposing him, a support-type Great Soul Master, to Tang San's attack range. This was your biggest mistake!"
Seeing that Yu Xiaogang was still trying to discredit him, Sun Qi didn't let him get away with it.
"His hidden weapons are indeed advanced. In this situation, it should be easy for him to dispatch several of them to deal with Oscar, right? He didn't deal with Oscar, and I was supposed to protect Oscar?"
"With your position, could you have defended in time?" Yu Xiaogang demanded. "Without Oscar's recovery sausage, could you have used your second Soul skill so many times in a row?"
"You're a rubbish Great Soul Master! You haven't really experienced combat, so don't give us orders," Sun Qi said impatiently. "In a real battle, a support-type Great Soul Master should protect, but never put themselves in a position of being pulled apart."
He looked at Yu Xiaogang coldly. "If I don't go up close to deal with Tang San, but instead stay back to guard Oscar, I'm afraid the three of us will be exhausted to death by Tang San's hidden weapons, right?"
Yu Xiaogang was speechless.
His face flushed.
Sun Qi had already begun to insult him, calling him a rubbish Great Soul Master.
However, he had no way to refute it, because he was no match for Sun Qi.
Flender stepped forward and interrupted Sun Qi.
"Sun Qi, what nonsense are you talking about!"
He didn't expect that Sun Qi and Yu Xiaogang would argue to such an extent.
"Dean, I think he has brought his personal emotions into teaching. I don't need to take his class." Sun Qi said.
Flender had a headache.
This Sun Qi had been performing well for the past six months, so why did he act so aggressively when he saw Yu Xiaogang?
"This is an Academy course, you-"
"I joined the Soul Master Academy to improve myself. I joined Shrek because of Teacher Zhao Wuji. I have given up the simulated environment that a normal high-level Soul Master Academy should have, and I will not allow other situations that affect my progress to occur." Sun Qi said.
Flender wanted to use his Soul Power to oppress Sun Qi and make him submit.
However, he knew that if he continued to do this in the current situation, either Sun Qi would become obedient in the future, or Sun Qi would leave the Academy.
He was conflicted.
In the end, he waved his hand and let Sun Qi leave on his own to practice at his own pace.
Sun Qi glanced at Yu Xiaogang coldly.
"Master of garbage theory."
Yu Xiaogang's eyes were bloodshot.
His eyes were red as he stared at Sun Qi.
However, he could only clench his fists tightly and watch Sun Qi leave.
Sun Qi did not go out either, but returned to the dormitory alone to meditate and practice.
In today's battle, he also truly witnessed the hidden weapons and realized the importance of perception-type Soul skills.
"No matter what, you must find a way to improve your Spiritual strength and possess perception-type skills within two years."
Eye Sun Qi must work hard.
Of course, Sun Qi didn't think about dropping out of school.
Even if he dropped out, he would have nowhere to go for the time being. It would be more interesting to stay here.
Moreover, he also had a key role to play, keeping an eye on Tang San and knowing his movements.
Bang, bang, bang!
The sound of knocking on the door woke Sun Qi from his meditation.
He opened the door, and outside was not Oscar who came to call him for dinner, but Tang San.
"What are you doing here?" Sun Qi said with a cold face.
"You insulted my teacher, I want to duel with you." Tang San said coldly.
Now that he knew Sun Qi's Soul skills, he was sure to defeat Sun Qi.
To put it bluntly, Sun Qi relied on the recovery of the big sausage to ensure his endurance in the daytime battle, otherwise he would never have been able to defeat him so easily.
Sun Qi sneered.
"Are you mentally ill? Why should I waste time fighting you for no reason?"
He walked past Tang San and headed out of the Academy.
He usually didn't eat at the Academy, as Shrek's food wasn't very good and couldn't guarantee adequate nutrition, so he would spend money to eat in the city.
He also went to the Great Soul Fighting Arena to complete his daily battle quota.
"Sun Qi, stop!" Tang San called out to Sun Qi.
"What? Anything else?"
"I want to duel you!" he repeated. "If you still admit you're a Soul Master, then accept my duel!"
"You've been defeated by me twice in a row. I'm not interested in fighting you." Sun Qi waved his hand, unfazed by Tang San's words about the so-called rules of the Soul Master world.
Tang San gritted his teeth, and a flying needle appeared in his hand.
Whoosh!
The needle flew towards the back of Sun Qi's head.
Sun Qi sensed something unusual and tilted his head, narrowly avoiding the needle.
His eyes turned cold.
Turning around, he stared at Tang San coldly, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"Tang San, you're looking for death."
"You insulted my teacher first. If you don't give me an explanation today, you don't have to leave." Tang San's hands were already full of hidden weapons, and his Purple Demon Eyes flashed with a strange purple light.
"I really don't know why Yu Xiaogang, who ruined you, is worthy of your protection." Sun Qi shook his head.
"Teacher taught me to practice. Without teacher, there would be no Tang San today."
"Anyone can teach you to practice. He just cut in."
Without Yu Xiaogang, there would be other teachers with excellent theories to teach Tang San.
After all, when Tang Hao left Tang San for the first time, he really needed to hand Tang San over to a reliable person.
"Since you insist so much, then I will explain to you why your teacher is rubbish."
Sun Qi really didn't want to fight.
A plan came to mind, and he looked at Tang San and said, "Do you still think your Blue Silver Grass's two Soul skills are useful?"
Tang San's eyes flickered, but he didn't answer Sun Qi.
"One Blue Silver Bind, one Parasite. These are Soul skills that should be developed by a Soul Master themselves, but you wasted two Soul Rings on them. That's fine, after all, it saves the trouble of development, but why did you choose poison attributes?"
Sun Qi sneered, "Do these two poison attribute Soul Rings really do much good to you?"
"Don't kid yourself. Your so-called nerve-numbing toxin is useless. It only helps you dominate low-level Soul Masters, but it doesn't pave the way for the future development of Blue Silver Grass."
Tang San's face was gloomy, and the dim light from the sky cast a flickering light on his face.
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